When Sun Mo followed Lu Zhiruo to the cabin, he had already heard her finish the whole process and met the little maid.

"Teacher Sun!"

The little maid said goodbye, her eyes were red and swollen from crying, like a pair of big walnuts.

"Teacher, that painting is here!"

Lu Zhiruo pulled Sun Mo to the table.

Sun Mo actually wanted to say that if it was an ordinary painting, I would still be able to copy it, but a famous painting, this is really not a painting that can be painted if I want to, just looking at Lu Zhiruo's adoring gaze like a little fan, the three words 'can't be done', Sun Mo really can't say it.

"This is a landscape painting, and the signature is Wu Yezi!"

Li Ziqi introduced: "Wu Yezi is a native of Linchuan, learned to paint since childhood, it is said that when he was 19 years old, he did not sleep in the snow, splashed ink for seven days, and painted a picture of the winter snow of Fengjiang, and became famous for a painting!"

"Still a celebrity?"

Sun Mo frowned slightly, then this is still a fart, this kind of celebrity painting must be known to many people, and if you copy it, any little mistake will be discovered.

"Wu Yezi's famous painting is very valuable, so I estimate that this one has just been painted, and there shouldn't be many people who know it, so Jinling Taishou will take the opportunity of the deer tail banquet to show off. ”

Li Ziqi introduced.

"Is there any other way to save her?"

Sun Mo admires famous paintings.

This is a picture of wealth and leisure, which belongs to the category of landscape painting.

In the distance, there are distant mountains like daisies, there are thousands of feet of waterfalls pouring down, and then flowing through a wheat field, in this quiet peach blossom source, there is a humble room.

The moss marks are green, and the grass is green!

There is no one in sight, but you can see a pair of shoes, placed in front of the door.

"It's a bit of a pretending style!"

Sun Mo pouted, he is also a famous painter now, so after a few glances, he understood the meaning of this painting.

This is a leisure or official who built a thatched hut in a secluded paradise and lived the life of an idyllic person.

Why is it said to be a big official?

Because the style of those shoes is something that only nobles can afford to wear.

To understand it in modern terms, it is a billionaire with a fortune, or a certain big person, who went to places like Zhongnan Mountain, built a thatched house, lived alone, and pursued elegance and sentiment.

"Idle X hurts!"

Sun Mo pouted.

"Teacher, can you draw it?"

Papaya Niang asked.

The little maid sobbed and looked at Sun Mo with her last hope.

"You can copy it, but you can't paint the effect of a famous painting. ”

Sun Mo knows his level, he currently masters two branches of Chinese painting, one is figure painting, which is a master, and the other is landscape painting, which is only an entry-level level.

Of course, Sun Mo also has the Time Badge to improve his proficiency, but he doesn't hold out any hope.

"Teacher, don't be humble, her life is in your hands!"

Lu Zhiruo waved her small fist, more confident than Sun Mo's own.

"Teacher, I'm ready to use pen, ink, paper, and inkstone!"

Li Ziqi didn't think that Sun Mo could succeed, but she had made all the preparations that should be made.

"System, use three time badges to improve your landscape painting skills!"

Sun Mo commanded, to be honest, he was a little distressed, but after seeing the little maid's miserable and helpless expression, he recognized it even if he wanted to use ten time badges.

Bite!

"Congratulations, your Chinese painting skills, landscape painting branch, proficiency has been upgraded to master!"

Congratulations to the system.

Sun Mo picked up the pen, brewed his feelings, and then began to put down the pen, the master-level painting skills, so that Sun Mo can easily depict what he thinks in his heart and what he sees in his eyes.

"The teacher is amazing!"

Lu Zhiruo was excited, and watched the rich and idle living map take shape.

Even the little maid was so nervous that she couldn't breathe, staring at the rice paper.

"The teacher's drawing skills are really good!"

Seeing that Sun Mo copied without fail, Li Ziqi also had expectations for him, but as the painting scroll was halfway completed, her heart gradually sank.

Sure enough, when it was two-thirds of the way, Sun Mo threw away his wolf hair irritably, reached out and grabbed the rice paper, and crumpled it into a ball.

"Huh?"

Lu Zhiruo was puzzled: "Why did you rub it? I look at the painting very well!"

"I haven't reached the realm of brilliant writing"

Li Ziqi explained.

If you can't enter this realm, the picture scroll will not be colored, so even if the painting is exactly the same, it is useless, in this era, the pigment is only ink, so if you want to be colorful, there is only 'wonderful brushwork'.

Next, Sun Mo drew two more, but they were all halfway.

Li Ziqi glanced at the sky, and his face became solemn, although the teacher drew quickly, but it was not early, the banquet was about to start, and there was not much time left for him.

"Teacher, what are you dissatisfied with these paintings?"

Papaya Niang asked.

"The painting is very good, and the artistic conception is okay, but to say that it is perfect, there is still a lot of difference. ”

It's not that Sun Mo looks down on Wu Yezi, it's just that the airwaves are on the line.

It's like the Avengers fire, but there are some people who don't like to watch it, you can't say that these people can't appreciate it, right?

"Then draw according to the perfect feeling in the teacher's heart!"

Lu Zhiruo is a matter of course.

"What are you talking about?"

Ying Baiwu was speechless: "The teacher wants to copy this painting, how can he paint it according to his own ideas?"

The head iron girl actually complained a little about the papaya girl, and tried her best to find this impossible trouble for the teacher.

"Why not?"

Papaya Niang blinked.

Ying Baiwu turned her head, she was angry and didn't want to talk to Lu Zhiruo, a stupid person, even if she didn't know how to paint, she knew that copying calligraphy or famous paintings had to be done according to the original author's ideas, otherwise it wouldn't be called copying.

"Zhiruo, the so-called copying ......"

Li Ziqi began to give Lu Zhiruo these common sense.

But Sun Mo's eyes lit up because of Papaya Niang's words, yes, why do I have to stick to that Wu Yezi's artistic conception?

Isn't his painting actually expressing the noble sentiments of a big man?

After thinking of this, Sun Mo began to splash ink.

Don't want Wu Yezi's artistic conception, it's all according to his own ideas, but the overall layout of the picture has not changed, that is to say, Sun Mo still uses the same painting, but the core expressed has been replaced by his own.

With such an adaptation, Sun Mo instantly grasped that kind of artistic conception.

The mountain is not high, there is a fairy name!

After work, Sun Mo sometimes has dinner and socializes, and he really doesn't want to go, but he can't help himself, he is alive, and he can't do what he wants.

The water is not high, there is a dragon.

In fact, Sun Mo's pursuit is very simple, do the job he likes, and earn a salary that is enough to support his family.

Why force yourself to go with the flow? To live like a dog?

Airplanes!

Sun Mo's wolf pen lit up with a layer of fluorescence, and the ink left on the rice paper also began to fluoresce.

Some spots of light floated over and gathered on the scroll, making this 'picture of wealth and leisure' suddenly brightly colored.

The little maid, who was already desperate, saw this scene and bit her right hand directly, it hurt so much, but she still tried harder.

Because she felt that it was a dream, she hadn't woken up yet, and it didn't hurt enough to bite!

"It's done!"

Lu Zhiruo grabbed Li Ziqi's arm and shook it vigorously, her excited little face was full of sweat: "I knew that the teacher could do anything!"

Bite!

From Lu Zhiruo's opinion +500, Reverence (24150/100000).

"This is also something that humans can do?"

Li Ziqi was dumbfounded.

Compared with the innocent little girl like Papaya Niang, Li Ziqi knows how difficult it is for Sun Mo to do this.

Drawing a famous painting alone, Xiao Purse believes that the teacher can do it, but this is copying.

This is like if you take Wang Xizhi's copybook, and the "Lanting Collection Preface" you write as a result is more beautiful than the original author, is this possible?

“......”

Win Baiwu didn't know what to do.

Sun Mo holds the pen in his right hand and pulls his sleeve with his left hand to avoid touching the scroll.

Si is a burrow, but I am Dexin!

After every overtime, Sun Mo wants to stay quietly in his nest, drinking ice and playing games happily, without the preaching of his parents and the ear of his girlfriend.

Belch!

What do you think?

Wake up, where did you get a girlfriend for a single dog?

Sun Mo entered the realm of selflessness and vented all the feelings and thoughts in his heart.

Why do we have to follow the rules?

Why can't you live freely and freely?

I really want a small nest, even if it's only a few square meters, in which I am the sky, I am the earth, and I dominate my life!

Swish!

In the last stroke, Sun Mo drew a young but windy grass, put away the pen, and then took a few steps back, quietly admiring it.

The coloring continues, because it is a famous painting and Sun Mo's wonderful brushwork, so in some places, it is still a little different from the original.

"Wow, it's done!"

Lu Zhiruo happily jumped on Sun Mo's back: "The teacher is so good!"

"This will be seen!"

Sun Mo shook his head.

"Teacher, you are too careful, Jinling Taishou would definitely not think that someone could copy a famous painting, so those different details, he will only think that he has remembered it wrong. ”

Li Ziqi laughed at herself, anyway, if she hadn't seen it with her own eyes, she would never believe it: "By the way, the payment, teacher, it's Wu Yezi!"

Sun Mo made up for the payment.

"It's done, it's really painted?"

The little maid was so happy that her face was gone.

"Yes, it's done, you don't have to die!"

Lu Zhiruo comforted.

Li Ziqi began to dismantle the original painting, use the scroll, and frame the new one, although it may be seen, but also work hard.

"I did my best!"

Sun Mo looked at the little maid, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, and comforted her: "Although it may not be as precious and famous as that Master Wu Yezi, at least it is also a famous painting, and it will definitely not be available on the market." ”

"Teacher, I think your painting looks better than the one just now!"

Lu Zhiruo opened her mouth, not because she loved the house and Wu, but because she really felt like this.

"Yes, in terms of artistic conception, the teacher's painting can resonate with me even more!"

Li Ziqi commented.

"Yes, yes, I feel it too!"

The little maid nodded hurriedly, Wu Yezi's famous painting is not a big man in the court, not a high-ranking official, he does not have this state of mind, but Sun Mo's is different, after all, he is just an ordinary person in the final analysis.